The possibility March had casually brought up was not only astonishing, but also seemed to have some inexplicable credibility to it.
This left everyone in silence.
After a long while, July finally spoke, "Ah... It should... probably not be, right? If all of us had been in a dream from the very beginning, and all the efforts we've made up until now were pointless... that would be too frightening."
"No, unfortunately. I'm afraid... this guess is true." Nero suddenly said. "Because... there isn't a single Cake Cat here."
As soon as Nero finished speaking, Stelle's eyes suddenly widened, and she had the feeling that everything had suddenly become clear.
No wonder she had always felt that something was strange. So this was where the problem lay.
There wasn't a single Cake Cat on the train right now.
Indeed, this was very abnormal. After all, ever since Nero brought those little things back to the train, this place had always been lively.
But... why hadn't those little things appeared in the dream?
Was it because Nero had named them in the name of an Aeon?
When the four children discussed it and realized this frightening fact, Black Swan, who had appeared beside the four at some unknown point, showed a somewhat surprised expression.
She had not expected these four... or rather, three children to realize this so firmly so quickly.
In fact, even she, as a Memokeeper, had not dared to be certain of this right away.
She had only felt that something was strange. Confirming it would still require something to verify it.
For example, when she led Stelle to meet Aventurine and then parted ways with him, she had given him a gift.
That thing was actually an empty Light Cone.
When you're in the middle of something, it's difficult to see clearly. Looking at your own memories does not necessarily make it easy to notice abnormalities, but an outsider can more easily catch the strange parts when viewing someone else's memories.
But now, it seemed that there was no longer any need for that confirmation.
If even she had not realized where the problem lay... then Miss March 7 was right.
Everyone had already been in a dream from the very beginning.
At this moment, Stelle was dumbfounded by this newly realized fact, while the two Marches were also somewhat dazed.
The expression on Black Swan's face gradually became serious. "Children... I'm afraid the truth really is as you think..."
Before Black Swan could finish, Pom-Pom's voice came from somewhere.
"Jumping in five seconds. Five, four, three, two..."
It was the familiar vibration of the train making a jump, but in the next moment, all the colors before everyone's eyes faded away like a tide. Everything became blurred, and in the following instant, it turned into a guest room in the Penacony Dreamscape Hotel.
Stelle stared blankly at the scene before her... with an indescribable strange feeling in her heart...
She stood up and murmured, "Why does this place..."
"Feel familiar? As if you've already experienced the same thing once, or even several times?"
A mature woman's voice sounded beside her. Stelle turned her head and saw a mature woman, Nero, and the two Marches...
Along with a slight sting and a hint of coolness in her mind, Stelle remembered the woman's name: Black Swan.
"What exactly is this...?" Stelle asked in confusion.
"As you can see, you were pulled out of the dream. But I wasn't the one who did it," Black Swan said, then looked at Nero. "Thank you for your help."
Nero shook his head.
There was no need to thank him.
The power of Nihility had come far too suddenly. He was simply afraid that Black Swan would not be able to protect everyone from the sudden "wave" in time, so he had lent a hand as well.
Although such a thought was somewhat upside down coming from Nero toward Black Swan, who was a Memokeeper, that was indeed what he had thought.
However, he realized that he had underestimated this Memokeeper.
And more importantly than that... Nero was more concerned about something else.
He did not know whether Black Swan had noticed it, but he could finally understand what was going on with March and July.
From the perspective of memory, both of these Marches could be real, but strictly speaking, both of them were actually fake.
Even he himself...
When the power of Nihility unreasonably swept everyone away, Nero had tried to protect them. His ability to manipulate Memoria had made him realize something. At this moment, he and the two Marches were all products constructed from some kind of Memoria.
But this discovery did not make Nero worried, because he was very confident.
He believed that his true self might have already found a way to resolve these problems, and for now, all he needed to do was protect everyone as much as possible while he still existed.
Stelle stood where she was, somewhat confused as she watched Black Swan and Nero interact. She instinctively thought that Nero had done it, but after thinking about it carefully, that did not seem right.
If Nero had done it, he was at least one of her own people. There was no way he would not give her even the slightest warning.
Just as she was letting her thoughts run wild, the door to the guest room was suddenly pushed open.
Acheron stood at the doorway, her face expressionless as she looked into the guest room and muttered, "Again..."
Bearing the blessing of Nihility had made Acheron the most clear-headed person in the dream, but because of this, although she always forgot certain things within the dream, she clearly remembered how the dream had developed each time.
Like Stelle, this was not the first time she had experienced this scene, but she remembered it more clearly than Stelle did.
And the most maddening part was that every time she thought she had successfully escaped the dream, she would discover that she was still inside a dream.
However, Acheron could barely be moved by this feeling anymore.
Acheron did not waste any words. As soon as they met, she directly said, "I know some of you may have already made some guesses, while others are still completely confused. I will do my best to explain everything clearly."
"But before I explain the whole sequence of events, there is one thing you need to understand... This is the space between dream and reality, belonging to those who have awakened from the Dream of Ena..."
"That is how it should be, but at this moment, I cannot be certain of that conclusion, because I have already walked this same path many times. So I cannot determine whether what separates us from the dream this time is another layer of dreams or true reality."
"But there is one thing that has not changed..."
Listening to Acheron's account, Black Swan quickly pieced together the information in her mind and made the relevant deduction. She then said, "You're saying that the person who caused this situation is that Mr. Sunday?"
Acheron nodded.